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I think us Achaeans would have left the shores of Troy long ago if it weren't for the nice weather.

I realize I always make note of when it's storming. However, I think I've come to take for granted just how often we have perfect warm breezy days like today.

Anyway, this morning started off with a bit of excitement. Apparently the Trojans took advantage of the pleasant conditions and ran a few exercises outside their city walls.

I guess their sudden presence really freaked out our forward patrol. However, by the time a general alert was sounded, the small number of Trojans made it obvious it was just a drill.

Nonetheless, I decided on taking the opportunity to have the Ithacans complete a readiness exercise of our own.

Apart from one of our lieutenants getting himself trampled by one of the few horses we have, everything went extremely well.

I was honestly proud of our men.

As I walked in front of the soldiers with Misenus, I had the urge to give them a big, stern, beaming declaration of approval. Unfortunately, what I said was: "Good. Good men! That was a fast ready! Good job men."

Oh well, I guess Odysseus has me beat in the speech-making department.

Anyway, much more important than military matters, I saw Agamemnon's maid again today. -The maid that was making eyes at me the other night.

Furthermore, now I am sure she was making eyes at me. -She did it again.

Just after our drill was finished, I accompanied Misenus on his daily security inspection of the Wooden Horse site. In route, we passed an Argosian Captain and three of Agamemnon's lady servants.

I am not sure where they were going, but as they passed, the same gal gave me a swift shy smile. Turning around in disbelief, I saw one of her giggling friends slap her on the arm.

Misenus saw it too.

I’m not sure what the protocol here is. Maybe it’s bad form to chase after one of the Commander-in-Chief’s servants. Still, I don’t think she is that kind of servant.

Mother of Zeus, she is one of the prettiest girls on this beachhead. I can’t believe she’s fond of me.